the rainstorm

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Annabell, I'm going to a conference meeting. I'll be back in an hour or two. Called my mother form the door.
OK, I shouted back.
So, Hi, my name is Annabel, I have a brother, live in a normal neighborhood, go to a public school, and do most normal things a person like myself would do on a normal basis. There is only one weird thing that stands out in my mind. It happened a couple of months back in August. I was sleeping at my house and then for some reason I woke up in the world of Black Butler. Now this is the name of my favorite anime and during my stay there I got to meet Ceil and Sebastian, plus the rest of the cast. Then sometime later Ceil received a letter from the queen and we ended up fighting a bunch of psychopathic cannabels. I, unfortunately was killed durning this and that is how I was able to travel back to my own time .
Now that I've caught you new readers up I'll process with the story.
A little later I decited that I would take a short walk down into the city. When I got to the bustling streets, dark clouds had begun to form. Rain began to fall and I dashed inside my favorite book store. This is one if my favorite places to hangout so I went immediately to my favorite section. I picked up a book and began to turn page after page. Time passed and before I knew it the store owner tapped me on my shoulder to tell me it was closing time. I asked if I could reserve this book and he obliged. I walked out he door and the man locked behind me, but I didn't like the sight before my eyes. The dark clouds and sprinkling had turned into a storm and it was pouring rain. Since I had walked into town and was not planning on rain there was nothing for me to stay dry under. I ran out at a fast pace and nearly missed two figures huddled in an alleyway. Suddenly one of them got up and I thought it was one of those street people that I'd experienced when I first came to the Victorian age. Instinct took over and I ran as fast as I could. Down empty alleys, across a bridge, though soaking lawns, and darting around wet gates into my house. Quickly I slammed the door shut, and backed away. Suddenly a tap, tap came from the other side.

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